Month: May 2020

Written by nu-age

on the state of the soul during quarantine

the interior of our being during this strange time seems hostile, alien, unknowable. many of us seem to be plagued by nightmares and anxieties, and to have the willpower to do anything besides indulge in media and vices requires seemingly Herculean effort. i have many friends who claim they have nothing to do: that they […]

Written by nu-age

there’s been whisperings of your posturing, you see. wet whispers in the dying light of faded bulbs and aimless insects floating about. mechanical fascination with light. that’s what you remind me of. and there are times, and there are times, and there are times, pointless though they may be, language which obfuscates and points away […]